Pearce the Heart

  On November 30, 2015  I decided to write a goodbye letter to my cat Monty. Dear my sweet baby girl Monty.   I know technically that since you are a cat you won’t understand English, but I felt like I needed to write this good-bye letter to you.   You came into my life and my parents’ life so suddenly almost 10 years ago, and just as suddenly you left recently this past August. I can tell you Monty that every moment you were in my life you made it so much better.   You weren’t just a cat to me, you were my family.    I loved you sooooo much.   I remember when some girls in the neighbourhood came by asking if we would adopt you, how could my family ever say no? You looked just like our last cat Monty, except this time instead of being a boy, you were a girl.   We also adopted our first cat Monty from our neighbourhood and had him for 10 years before he passed on.   It showed me that stray cats could be an amazing pet to have. ...

  On November 23, 2015 after my birthday I was thinking that I find for myself that celebrating my birthday isn’t always that easy, which included commemorating myself and my life.   I have to admit that I don’t always feel up for that.   On the other hand I have always since I can remember cared about others.   I felt like I wanted to embrace the caring side of me so for the past few birthdays I have started doing something for someone else on my birthday.   For example this past birthday I helped pack Christmas toys for less fortunate kids.   While I was doing the packing I became excited about what the perfect toy would be for a child in need.   As I stopped focusing on myself and started focusing on others I noticed that I felt better about myself. As the day went on I started to fall back into my negative pattern of thinking, so instead of embracing myself on my birthday I ended up breaking down and crying.   I have struggled with my emotio...

  On Thursday November 5, 2015 since the weather had been so incredibly warm this first week of November I wanted to try to run a bit more.   My husband and I had noticed that my running times have gotten slower – we think it might have something to do with the weather being cooler.   I decided I’d go for a run after my hubby got to his work.   I have found that over the past few weeks with weighing myself daily my weight had gone up a few pounds more then I’d like and it seemed I was battling with my Eating Disorder a lot more than I had been in awhile.   I have been in recovery from my ED since sometime in March 2015, yet I do occasionally fall back into it, or feel like I want to embrace it again, which I know deep down isn’t a good idea.   I had a few reasons why I wanted to go for the run; one, to figure out if the cold weather was causing me to be more tired during my runs, which would cause me to run slower.   The second reason was due to my...